I spent the next two days gradually gaining my strength and leeching off the crew. I was a burden and I knew it. My condition was improving but at a very slow pace. I could move around but my wounds weren't actually healing all that well. The old man told I needed special attention once we made port in Jello sothing city.
But given the fact that I had a hole in my chest only two weeks ago, it wasn't really all that practical that I'd do any fighting anyti soon. Actually, it did make wonder though. How the hell did the undead's sword miss its mark? And then there was another question. Did it really miss its mark?
Where the hell did that thing get a sword like that in the first place?
During that evening I thought about the future. I had a lot on my plate. The training, the betrayal, and getting strong enough. A lot.
I don't have much ti remaining. Should I just ignore the elves and focus on my training instead? Or should I go to their lands and know the reasons behind his betrayal. But co to think of it, the bitch princess….rather Beatrine was controlled… could it be that he was too-
It was plausible and I had to be rational about this. I had a tendency to lash out at tis. I knew it but couldn't do anything about it. But this ti, I really wanted to change. I had to change. Or else, I'd go through this over and over again.
"Daarc…" Jowy walked up to .
I answered from the comfort of the hammock. "Oh hey. What's up?"
"The captain told that, we'll be making port tomorrow. "
I smiled. "That's actually good news." That was a very good news. I was sick of seafood anyway.
"Yeah, but I have a favor to ask," He said.
Jowy was still on my suspicious list-if that was a thing. "That is?"
"I heard you were headed to Alfeim… would you let accompany you?"
"Why would you want to go there?" I asked. I never trusted Jowy. He was always supporting and he knew things. Sothing about him was mysterious and that made stay on the defensive.
"Personal reasons." He showed his face. His sharp eyes looked pretty dashing on his toned face: his golden straight and silky hair made want to puml him for a second. He also had a resemblance to a certain high elf I knew.
"An elf!"
He was an elf?
I'd already suspected he was one. But even so, I didn't have any proof. So I never really worried about it all that much.
"Yes, I'm an elf. I hid my identity to protect myself and others." He didn't take pride in being an elf, but that didn't make feel any better.
My mood took a downhill. My attitude beca rude. "Why were you on that ship?"
"I was a stranded sailor like you too. They were really nice."
I suppose that's why you didn't speak like those guys.
"Back then… was that?" If I saw correctly he might have used magic on the monster.
"Yes, I used-"
I didn't let him finish. Sothing was bothering from the mont I watched him use that technique he used to beat the monster. "Then back then… why didn't you USE THAT FROM THE BEGINING!" halfway through I started screaming. My wounds reminded not to shout but I didn't care.
So that really was magic! I wasn't hallucinating after all.
I ca to that conclusion without letting him finish. I was that confident. In reality, I just didn't want to think about it before this. But if he had used his magic from the beginning then all that might not have happened.
He lowered his eyes. "I couldn't. I'm cursed. Every ti I use magic, I run the risk of-" He paused.
My voice softened a little. "You too huh?"
He looked at with an intense look. "That brings to my next question… Why do you have her knife? Lianne's knife," he said. It wasn't asking that question as a favor. He was serious.
I could tell that he was more than just curious. But it didn't faze . "You know her?"
"She's my elder sister."
She did ntion that she had a brother, but…I suppose I shouldn't show too much emotion. He's an elf after all…
"She was my friend. She gave it to . But I think she said sothing about her late brother, and-"
Instead of answering , he dumped his questions instead. "Was? Did sothing happen to her!?"
"That's what I don't know. That bratty prince betrayed and threw on the ocean. Sorry, but I can't take you because of that. I just can't bring myself to trust you guys, ever again." I know I shouldn't have said that but I couldn't help myself, not anymore.
"I am sorry to hear that. Forgive for being rude." That was fast. I didn't expect him to change gears this quick or to believe on spot.
"Tell , why trust this much?"
He smiled. "Because that knife only responds to people it deems worthy. The knife chose you and Lianne had to oblige. That's why I trusted you."
I took the knife out (The old man had given it to ). "So this thing has a mind of its own?" It still seed pretty ordinary to . The only thing special was that it could harm undead. Maybe that was a very special thing indeed.
He didn't answer my question. "Here, this belongs to you." He gave the sword that the monster was carrying.
"Why the sword? Didn't you deliver the finishing blow?"
"Even so, you were the one who weakened the monster. Besides, I don't use swords or more like I don't like them." He looked down. Maybe I took it a bit too far. After all, he wasn't the one who betrayed . But he was still an elf and I don't think I'd be able to trust elves anyti soon.
"You should take it. It's a good sword." The old man said from far.
The old man was lingering everywhere. Was he worried about or did he just find it amusing?
I took the sword from Jowy's hands.
"This is light!" It wasn't as light as the mystic blade but definitely lighter than my broken sword. I still couldn't lift it properly though. My body was just too busted.
Jowy looked away in the distance. "It's the blade of Asce. That island we were on was once called Asce. It was an ancient civilization that went extinct. I once read about it back in Alfeim. I'm really sorry for what my fellow brethren had done to you. Please forgive us," he said.
Show a little rage. I rejected your proposal. Aren't you mad? Why do you look sad instead!?
I was confused. "Yeah, the angel told sothing like that too. And don't worry about it. I'm not holding grudges but forgiveness doesn't co cheap." Although I said that, I was still in rage. I wanted to puml the prince as soon I saw him but I controlled my rage and tried to be as considerate as possible.
He was a prince and I was a commoner. I had to think this rationally. I couldn't just do whatever I wanted. After all, I spend two months on an island learning how to be patient in the first place. Wouldn't it all go to waste if I just went out of my way and ended up starting a war between n and elves or sothing? Their relations were already as screwed up as it was, I didn't want to screw it up even more.
"I know you don't trust but can you tell one thing? Why could you understand the angel without any artifacts? Who are you?"
I took a deep breath and sighed. "Well, I suppose I'll tell you one thing. I'm just a nobody who's just trying to go ho. But to do that I'll need to beat soone who's as strong as a god. That's all. And all of this is just a side effect of that." I was being a little sarcastic but I couldn't help it.
He didn't say anything anymore and left. I couldn't bla him, and he couldn't bla .. The situation was pretty screwed from the get-go.
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